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ddejavvu · 7 months
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Hi, i hope youre doing well ☺️
Could i request another part to animagus cat reader where reader cuddles with Remus during winter instead of Sirius because its cold and he runs warmer?? Like he'll be in the common room reading in an arm chair while reader catnaps on his lap while being pet and Sirius tells him to stop stealing his gf and James is jealous/whiny that he doesnt get to have cat snuggles.
part 1 / part 2
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Despite the two blankets layered in an inviting nest on Sirius's lap, Remus is the warmest person in the room. The fire crackes on its logs, offering scorching heat, but what you seek is gentle warmth, and you've found it between Remus's sweater and his undershirt. You're splayed over his chest much like a baby would be, your paws stretched out against his shoulders and your head pressed face-first into his chest. His sweater is tight enough that it holds you in place, and you don't have to worry about falling. It means that you're able to fully relax, and Sirius can hear your rampant purring from where he sits on the couch with a sour scowl on his face.
"If you just wore warmer clothes, you wouldn't be pissy right now," Remus muses, not bothering to grace the man with a glance away from his novel, "She only likes me 'cause my sweater is warm."
That's not entirely true. While Remus does tend to dress for comfort, and Sirius for style, Remus runs naturally hotter than your boyfriend. You don't have the heart to tell him that, though, so you mewl in agreement to Remus's statement.
"Sweaters are dumb," Sirius spits, and no one bothers to mention that he has a small collection of them for the snowy days on the grounds, "I look better in leather."
"Your loss," Remus shrugs, and to add insult to injury, reaches up to scratch a spot behind your ears that only makes your purring louder.
"This is bullshit," Sirius finally huffs, breaking his facade of gloomy indifference, "Prongs, get over here."
James, all too eager to help out his friend and soak up affection to boot, has no problem tipping over sideways to lay in Sirius's lap.
But the man lifts James's head out of his lap by his curls, "No, no, no, not James. Prongs."
"You want me to-?" James asks, but doesn't dare finish, because the prospect of transforming right in the common room sends a shiver of mischief down his spine that he'd be a fool to question, "On it."
"Yeah. Yeah, yeah," Sirius nods, sneering haughtily at Remus, "You're not the only one that's good for a cuddle, Moony. Look at this," He gushes, as James begins his transformation, skin giving way to tight, short fur and enormous antlers that nearly grate against the stone walls around you.
"Oh, he's a perfect fit." Remus nods resignedly, content to continue rubbing at your ears rather than chastise his friends for trying to fit a stag on a loveseat, "Yeah, that'll work nicely- ooh, careful Sirius, almost got stabbed there."
Sirius dodges a prong off of James's antlers, taking them in his hands and holding James's head steady as the oversized buck folds his knobbly knees into Sirius's lap. The back two can't make it, but James fits them clumsily onto the cushion, maintaining his balance out of dramatic willpower rather than the laws of physics.
You decide once they settle that they're no longer in need of your attention, so you turn your head back towards Remus and burrow your face back into his warm chest. You feel it shake with mirth beneath you, presumably at an overdramatized reaction from the two boys opposite you, but you can't bring yourself to care; sleep is at the forefront of your brain in this form.
"Yeah, get real cozy!" Sirius insists, calling so that you can hear him through Remus's thick sweater and beneath the weight of his hand on your ears, "Whatever! We're cozy over here, too, 'never been more comfortable- ah! Prongs, watch the hooves!"
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appocalipse · 13 days
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see for yourself ⋆ sirius black
summary: after a party, you tell sirius how you ended things with the guy you've been seeing because he was a bit jealous of your friendship with him. sirius shows you that maybe he was right to be.
"You're in a good mood."
Sirius looks at you from his place on the floor and grins, wild and boyish. It makes your stomach do flips that you'd rather not think about too much, lest it leads to things you really shouldn't be thinking about.
"Must be your charming company," he says before looking back up at the ceiling, fingers laced behind his head.
He's laying spreadeagle on the hardwood floor, staring up at the slowly rotating fan and taking occasional swigs from an open bottle of Firewhisky beside him. Everyone but Remus, with whom Sirius shares the flat, had already gone home hours ago, leaving only you and Sirius behind in the living room.
You roll your eyes even though he can't see you doing it, setting your empty cup on the coffee table. You lean back against the sofa and fold one leg up under the other so you can turn to face him fully. "Remind me again why you're not sitting on furniture like a normal person?"
"It's more fun down here." He turns his head enough for you to catch his wolfish grin. "Care to join me?"
"Oh no," you laugh, shaking your head. "I should be getting home anyway. It's late."
Sirius frowns and pushes himself up into a sitting position. The look in his gray eyes is equal parts amusement and disappointment. "On a Friday night? Come on, love, we're barely tipsy. Besides, you still haven't told me what happened between you and that wanker you were seeing."
"There's nothing to tell," you shrug.
He scoffs as he crawls across the floor towards you. You bite the inside of your cheek when Sirius hoists himself onto the sofa beside you and pulls one leg up to his chest. There's a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth that doesn't seem quite as innocent as you'd like it to be.
"He looked pretty pissed off when he left," he says, twirling a long strand of your hair around his index finger. "What'd you say to him?"
"I didn't say anything. And we were together for barely three weeks. I was just...he wasn't the right guy, okay? Now shush."
You make a halfhearted attempt to turn away from him, but Sirius laughs softly and rests his head on your shoulder. "You don't say."
"Sirius."
"What? I'm glad you didn't waste any more time on that tosser. He would never have made you happy."
"How would you know?"
Sirius lifts his head and leans back far enough to look at you. His expression is one of smug self-confidence as he says, "Because I know everything."
"Everything, huh?"
"Everything."
You quirk an eyebrow. "Well then, what am I thinking right now?"
His eyes flick down to your lips for a brief moment before they find yours again, but it's enough for heat to rise in your cheeks. You could swear he starts to move closer before he blinks and turns away with a dry laugh, but by then you're not so sure anymore. "That you're bored of talking about this dolt."
The ache of disappointment in your chest must be almost palpable, because Sirius furrows his brow and asks, "Is everything alright?"
"Yup."
"You're lying."
"No, I'm not."
Sirius gives you a knowing look and shifts on the sofa to face you more fully. His knee knocks against yours. "Don't tell me you're hung up over that berk."
"Not in the slightest."
"Liar."
"I'm not," you insist. "Really."
"Did he break your heart or something? I'll break his arm."
You laugh, though you doubt Sirius is actually joking. "Nothing happened. He was just jealous. That's all."
He frowns, then narrows his eyes at you. "Jealous of who?"
"Oh, you know, the usual suspects," you say lightly, waving a hand as if to dismiss the topic completely. But when Sirius remains silent, you let out a slow breath and (as you usually do when it comes to him) give in. "You, mostly. He said some stuff, and I didn't take too kindly to it."
A wry smile spreads across Sirius' face. He looks delighted. "What'd he say about me?"
"Seriously?"
"Absolutely."
With a dramatic roll of your eyes, you rest your head back against the cushion behind you and say, "He thinks you, uh...you know, fancy me or something. That we spend too much time together. But I told him that he's crazy, obviously."
"Obviously."
The following silence bothers you.
You turn your head enough to see Sirius' face. He's staring back at you, an unreadable expression on his face. Then, after several moments of more tense silence, he whispers, "What if I do fancy you?"
"Sure you do," you mutter, rolling your eyes again.
Sirius places his palm on top of the hand resting between the two of you and brushes his thumb over your knuckles. "I could show you."
It takes a moment for you to register the offer.
"Did you drink more than I realized?"
"Just enough for the liquid courage to work."
Your tongue feels like sandpaper. "Sirius."
"Mmhm."
"Stop being ridiculous."
"Who says I'm being ridiculous?" he asks, bringing your hand to his lips and pressing a light kiss to your skin. "Maybe I'm madly in love with you. Have you considered that?"
You swallow, trying to ignore the way your stomach is doing somersaults. "This isn't funny, Padfoot."
"It's not supposed to be funny."
"But—"
He cuts you off by cupping your cheek and leaning in close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your lips. It smells of Firewhisky and mint. "Kiss me and see for yourself."
"You must be drunk."
"Only tipsy," he reminds you. "Or maybe a little drunk on you."
"You know, you're not half as funny as—mmph!"
He's kissing you. Sirius is kissing you, and dear sweet Merlin, you could swear that the world's tilting beneath you as his hands pull you closer. He hums contentedly when he feels you reciprocating, cradling your face between his palms as if to make sure that you won't go anywhere.
Not that you intend to.
It's the kind of kiss that steals your breath away. The kind of kiss you can lose yourself in without even realizing it, especially when one of his hands slides into your hair, and you moan involuntarily into his mouth.
Sirius laughs breathlessly against your lips as he eases you down onto your back. His fingers dance along your jawline before he curls them under your chin, tilting your head back and kissing his way down your throat.
"I think this went better than expected," he murmurs, pausing long enough to gently bite down on the sensitive spot where your neck meets your shoulder. You gasp.
Sirius sits up suddenly. His hair hangs in front of his face like a dark curtain and his eyes glitter with amusement when he pushes it back. Your pulse jumps when you see the slight redness of his lips and the hint of mischief on his face. "Don't tell me you're getting shy now."
"Shut up."
He leans down and kisses you again, groaning low in his throat as your hands slide up the broad expanse of his back. "I'm starting to think you fancy me, too," he whispers, words ghosting over your mouth.
"Yeah," you admit sheepishly, sliding your hands up and over his shoulders. "I may have been lying earlier. It's not that crazy."
"May have?"
"Fine, I did lie."
"I knew it."
He looks far too smug. Just this once, you don't really mind.
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princessconsuela120 · 3 months
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✯FOREIGN FANCY ✯
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Summary: when you traveled from France to Scotland, you didn’t imagine to meet the charming Sirius Black.
Warnings: None, it’s just fluffy.
Authors note: so I lost the request, but this was a requested fic! Excuse my French, it’s not the best but I tried, enjoy!
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“OI, PRONGS, CHECK IT OUT.” Sirius said, excitement in his tone as he scooted next to James. The school was all gathered together in the great hall for lunch, and no one missed the new girl who was sorted promptly into Gryffindor this morning at the sorting ceremony, as a 6th year. “The new 6th year. She’s in our potions class too, and sat next to Evan’s and McKinnon.” Sirius wiggled his eyebrows, nudging James as he looked over at the new girl with excitement. You was now sitting with Lily Evan’s again, your face lighting up with all of the gossip Lily was sure to be telling you.
“Yeah, what about her?” James asked, raising an eyebrow at Sirius’ excitement. “Didn’t she transfer in from Beauxbatons?”
“She did.” Sirius replied, elbowing James with a teasing excitement.
“A foreign girl, go for it Pads.” James said, patting Sirius on the back causing Remus to roll his eyes.
“You are both dogs.” He grumbled, making Sirius scoff.
“Oh, what you want her Moony?” He teased, turning to see Remus with a smirk on his face.
“What if I do?”
“Back off she’s mine!” Sirius barked, taking one of Remus’ dinner rolls and throwing it at him. Remus huffed with annoyance, rolling his eyes as he turned to Sirius.
“She’s a new student Sirius, I’m sure she’s already anxious enough. She doesn’t need you making it worse.” He explained, but Sirius had already been making his way out of his seat.
“Too late, I’m already introducing myself.” Sirius said, quickly making his way over to where the girls were sitting. You had gotten up from her seat, walking toward the back of the room to probably get ready for your next class. So of course, Sirius followed you out.
“You can do this Padfoot!” James called after him, giving Sirius a surge of confidence. He leant against the wall behind you, fixing his hair before greeting you.
“Bonjour mademoiselle.” He flirted, causing the new girl to turn to him, an excited glimmer on her face when she heard the French he spoke.
“Ah, bonjour monsieur. Enchantée, Je m’appelle y/n. Parles-vous francais?” (Ah, hello Mr. Nice to meet you, my name’s y/n. You speak French?) you greeted in response, Sirius face immediately dropping as he blushed, laughing nervously to himself.
“Ha, I don’t actually speak French. I just know bonjour and mademoiselle.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. You couldn’t help but giggle at his adorableness, making him smile at you in response.
“That’s quite alright. Lucky for you I speak English as well.” You replied, a sweet smile on your face that made Sirius melt.
“Very lucky for me. So you’re a Gryffindor eh?” He asked, referring to your new robes that you wore.
“Seems so. I guess I brought my courage with me to Hogwarts.”
“That’s not all, my friend Peter’s barely courageous at all and he got in.” Sirius said nonchalantly, causing you to raise an eyebrow at him.
“That’s a very odd thing to say about your friend.” You questioned, making him shrug in response.
“Eh, he wouldn’t mind. I’m Sirius by the way.” He introduced, holding his hand out as you took his hand.
“Y/n. It’s a pleasure.” You said, shaking his hand. He leant down slightly, placing a chaste kiss on the back of your hand.
“The pleasure is all mine.” He replied, a deep blush now burning on your cheeks.“I don’t suppose you need a friendly face to show you around the building?” He asked, making you turn to where Lily sat at the table.
“Actually, Lily Evan’s already offered to..”
“Eh, she won’t mind.” He interrupted, linking your arm with his. It took you by surprise as he led you both out the door. “Over here, my favorite, we have the one-eyed witch statue. I didn’t tell you this, but this exact statue leads to the cellars underneath honeydukes.” He whispered, causing you to raise your eyebrows at him with surprise, making you giggle at his excitement while describing the school. As the journey continued he made sure to tell you about all of his adventures, reminiscing on when he and James snuck out with the invisibility cloak, or when they first discovered the spider cave just outside the forbidden Forest. Sirius had managed to convince McGonagal to let you miss the day of classes to get accustomed to the castle. The marauders were outside for beasts class, both Remus and James rolling their eyes when they spotted you clinging to sirius’ back as he took you on a tour around the outskirts of Hogwarts, on his broom.
“He’s totally whipped.” Remus replied, throwing a few pellets of food to the niffler in front of him. James rolled his eyes, nodding in agreement as he lifted the niffler, attempting to take back the coins it stole from him.
“Oh yeah. Totally whipped.” James grumbled, failing to take back his coins, and instead getting knocked on his feet as the niffler shoved a few more of James’ loose change in his pocket.
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remus went from playfully punching sirius like he did with all his friends to kinda softer nudges to caaarefully touching his hands (accidentally (on purpose)) in class to literally never letting sirius have personal space over the span of four years and that is slowburn
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leftperfectionmoon · 1 year
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“getting to know sirius black and him having a crush on you”
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[warning]: mention of substance (for humor)
[a/n]: i'm trying to find time and get back into posting so here's some headcanons! hope you enjoy <3
sirius black masterlist taglist
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Sirius is a morning person. Like a very, very early morning person. He and James wake up at five in the morning for their Quidditch practice, and everyone else has to suffer for their life choices.
Early morning Howlers in the girls' dormitories.
“RISE AND SHINE, (L/N)! NO REST FOR THE—” “PISS OFF, SIRIUS! “NO! YOU SAID YOU'D GO RUNNING WITH ME!” “Get rid of your boy-alarm, (Y/N). We can't put up with this every morning!”
He is high maintenance. Not because his family is rich but because he has very sensitive skin. You will catch him scratching his cheek, and in seconds a red spot will appear in that place.
The boy's a clean freak and James keeps a record of how many times he washes his hands in a day. His highest score so far is eleven. And then he starts emptying your moisturizers while complaining that his hands are starting to feel dry.
Prefers coffee to tea.
He's a great singer and as a kid he wanted to join a wizard band. He walks around the boys' dorms singing loudly and then gets various objects thrown at him. Most of those objects would come from Remus because his reading would get interrupted by the singing.
He's really, and I mean, a really dorky dancer. He'll put on 70s hits and force you to dance with him, but half the time you'll be making fun of his moves.
The boys love teasing him about you because they see right through his cool guy demeanor.
“You need to give her a little space if you want to convince her to go out with you, Pads.” “Wh-what?! Why? What are you talking about, Moony?” “Oi Black, if you're being subtle, try not following her around like a lovesick puppy.” “Shut it, Prongs! You don't get to talk about being lovesick!”
The boys try their best not to burst out laughing every time they have to watch Sirius talking to you.
“Have any of you seen—Sirius! There you are! I've been waiting for you in the library. C'mon, quick!” And Sirius will be leaping out of his seat with a grin.
Followed by Peter's comment: “Yeah, he doesn't need pot to look like that.” Cue all the marauders laughing and Sirius hurling a giant book at Peter.
HAS A SWEET TOOTH. You know when Remus loses his chocolates? Yeah, his first instinct is to chase Sirius.
Despite his cleanliness he's not very neat. His uniform for the next day would be all clean and pressed but if someone were to open his clothes drawer they'd have bundles of clothes tumbling down on them.
He's obsessed with braiding people's hair (mainly because he struggles braiding his own hair). It started when he and Lily were the only ones who didn't have class one day, and so Lily taught him how to braid.
One afternoon, toward the end of a long study session, you woke up from a nap to find tiny wildflowers braided in your hair. Your hair still looked messy, but it certainly made you smile fondly.
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sirius black tags: @black-rose-29 @mystic-writings @j-cat @chcrryrots @teenwolfbitches28 @meimeihershey
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saintchaser · 6 months
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sirius black headcanons <3
ambidextrous, left-hand dominant, and has to tilt his paper to be able to write properly
doesn’t verbalise his feelings, and it’s hard for him to tell someone that he loves them, so he shows his feelings through other means
isn’t a particularly emotional person
intimidating, due to his name and general appearance (so tall he looms over people, the cold glare of his eyes, the air of superiority and arrogance he has to him)
calm and collected the majority of time. doesn’t lose his cool easily, and performs well under pressure and stress
is exceptionally, effortlessly bright, but he doesn’t make any effort to show it, especially in class. when he’s graded, on his essays, however, his level of intelligence is very clear. he’s also confident in his abilities and knows what he can do if he puts his mind to it
and on that note, he’s very ambitious, but only towards things that are of interest to him. otherwise, he’s quite passive
has not studied for one, single exam in his whole school career. he was (vaguely) paying attention in class, and did his essays when he had to
has long eyelashes
can be quite cruel towards people he hasn’t taken a liking to
manspreads
charming, charismatic and polite, but wary of the majority of people
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imaginesinthewind · 7 months
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Dating Sirius Black would include
A/N: The part 2 to this one. I have no excuses for taking so long to write it, except that my inspiration is as changing as Tonks haircut. Enjoy 🖤
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- Let's be honest here, it would be a rollercoaster. Sirius was never taught how to love, not until he met the Marauders or the Potters at least
- And you cannot really call dating as many girls as possible before dumping them because they get too attached love
- However, with you, he would be surprisingly committed. When he loves, this boy loves with his entire soul
- Lots of PDA, or what James would call "disgusting couple things"
- (mainly because Lily keeps refusing him)
- Sirius would proudly wrap his arm around your waist or your shoulders everywhere. You would secretly hold hands in class, or he would wink at you and blow kisses across the room
- He would pay attention even less, much to the annoyance of McGonagall
- Instead, he would send you flying love notes or stare lovingly into your eyes
- "Black, you will not find the answer to my question in Miss (Y/L/N) eyes."
"Are you sure?"
- So.much.making.out
- Soft kisses, intense kisses, longing kisses, goofy kisses
- "You guys, I'm trying to eat here"
"Time to go to class, make out later"
- Sirius would be the best at finding amazing dates. He is definitely a late night date type of person
- Stargazing at the astronomy tower with cigarettes, stealing pastries from the kitchens, taking you for a motorcycle ride, showing you the most secret pathways in Hogwarts, or making him discover Muggle music like the Beatles or the Stones and he loves it
- Endless night talks about life in front of the fireplace
- Sneaking into his bed so many times than the other Marauders become used to it
- This boy craves for your attention. If he loses it, he will act like a lost puppy
- Trying to get him to study more with you but failing
- Sirius ending up distracting you from studying at the library by telling you dirty jokes, causing you to eventually burst out laughing. And get kicked out
- Life would be an adventure with him, and dating him is such a freeing experience, the boy would love you intensely
- However, Sirius' insecurities would come back real quick
- He would be so scared to lose you and would get jealous very quickly
- A lot of self sabotaging and "I'm not worthy of you" from his part
- Sirius doesn't open up easily, he hides his vulnerability and wounds behind a strong ego and easygoing, smug attitude. But if you are patient and soft enough with him, he will eventually
- Hair and scalp massages to calm him down and soothe him
- Secretly wiping tears and comforting embraces
- Depressive episodes when Regulus becomes a death eater
- Regular outbursts of anger because of his mother
- Being the first one to know when he runs away at the Potters
- You are a bit worried at first, but Sirius takes it surprisingly well. He says that he doesn't need them, he has you and his friends
- Always being this mix between a gentleman and a cocky, dirty talker type of person
- Whispering the dirtiest things possible in your ear everywhere, this boy has no filter
- Him trying to convince you to get your first tattoo
- Accompanying him when he gets another one
- Lots of "please get a room"
- A lot of sex (but I'll give more details on a potential part 3 maybe?)
- Eventually getting caught in an empty classroom and McGonagall awkwardly giving you the talk in her office
- Very awkward moment, and Sirius cannot stop showing the smugiest face
- Being the Hogwarts couple goal
- Sirius meeting your parents at the end of 6th year, and to say that he would be nervous is an understatement
- But his natural charisma and """"good education"""" would do the work for him and your parents would love him, also because they would see these special sparkles in both of your eyes when you look at each other
- Doing everything in your power to make Jilly happen
- Being very happy when it does
- Moving in together when class is over 🖤
(I know this isn't supposed to be a happy ending but one is allowed to dream)
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tessimagines · 1 year
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I AM HERE TO REQUESTTTT, ur writing is literally so good imma gobble it all up!! may i please request, 💥 harry potter w harry, draco and (young) sirius x reader where their lover stood them up on their date on valentines?? the boys know that their lover is literally the worst and despises them but once reader comes crying to them they comfort them?? (!! they have a crush on reader as well)
TY AND I LOVE U <33 take care of yourself! sorry if this was too much!
omg girl of course
A/N: @areislol i know you are asleep but here is something nice for you to wake up too :))
HP Preference: How they Comfort You After you are Stood Up on Valentines Day
Harry Potter
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Harry heard from Hermione first
As soon as she told him, he felt his heart drop
Nobody deserved to have that happen to them. And to him, the idea of it happening to you was even more maddening
His first instinct was to find you
When he did, you were sitting alone under a tree by the Great Lake, your eyes set out and focused on the glittering water in front of you
He sat down beside you, and for the first few moments, neither of you said a word
"I'm sorry," he said, "you didn't deserve that"
He wrapped an arm around you and you leaned your head on his shoulder
He could have stayed like that for hours
Harry made sure to mess with the guy who did it, using his invisibility cloak to make sure all of his belongings mysteriously went missing
Next Valentines day, Harry makes sure you have a Valentines Day you deserve
Draco Malfoy
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Draco found you sitting alone at a table in the Great Hall, a book open in front of you
He laughed as he sat down across from you
"I thought you were on your little Valentines date with that Hufflepuff boy"
He was furious when he found out
His immediate thought was to confront the guy who did it to you
It didn't take him long to find him and about half the school heard Draco cuss him out
You only heard through Cho Chang what he had said
When you confronted him about it, he said it was nothing. He told you that he had never liked the guy anyway and it gave him a reason to confront him
It was his eyes that gave his true intentions away
When you kissed him, he didn't quite know what to do with his hands, they were left floating randomly and awkwardly in the air
After a second however, they came to rest on your hips, bringing you closer and deepening the kiss
(Young) Sirius Black
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Sirius found out when you got back to the Gryffindor common room, a look on your face that was holding back tears
He immediately rushed up out of his spot on the lounge suite and grabbed your elbow to stop you from going up the stairs
When you told him what had happened, he pulled you into his arms
He promised to take you out then and there, giving you a Valentines Day that you deserved
When you told him that he was being ridiculous, that you were okay and just wanted to go up to your room, he shook you off
There was no way you were going to be sitting in your room alone
Sirius led you out the common room and took you over to Hogsmeade
As you two passed the guy you were supposed to be with, Sirius made sure he had his arm sitting around your shoulders
Sirius tried his best to make you laugh over butterbeers at the Three Broomsticks
He held your hand as you walked through the snowing village, feeling more and more proud of himself as the smile on your face grew bigger and bigger
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Some of my headcanons about Sirius
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CW: None
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I know a lot of people headcanon that Sirius was a slut in his youth, but I disagree
Sirius was too consumed with his friends and too caught up with his abusive family to be worried about girls
I headcanon this bc in the flashback of the Marauders, it’s said that Sirius was being stared at by some girls and Sirius either doesn’t notice or he ignores them
I’m sure he probably had a few girls in his day, but I don’t think he’s the total whore that some of the fandom makes him out to be
Anyway
He’s in his mid-thirties now and he’s missed out on a lot of time and experiences
As far as we can tell, wizards seems to be pretty traditional when it comes to getting married and having children
Sirius was always a bit of a ‘rebel’ of course, but I do think that he’d want a family and someone to share his life with
He’s pure blooded. Meaning he’s related (either closely or distantly) to a lot of wizards.
So because of that, I think he’d go out of his way to be with a muggle or a muggle-born
(Sirius is also incredibly petty, and if he were to marry a muggle/muggle-born, it’d make him happy to know he’s pissing off his parents even in the afterlife)
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cosmal · 1 year
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hi! congrats!! boygenius — send me a character and a concept and i’ll write some headcanons! with doing sirius' makeup? <3
thank u ahhh omg this was so fun i kinda like it, it feels so sirius
sirius doesnt care if you're good or not, he loves it when you do his makeup.
he loves to get you in his lap on the floor, legs spread over his waist, holding you by your hips while you do it.
where you touch his face with gentle fingers. watching where your tongue slips out past your teeth when you're trying to focus. the pinch in your brows.
"stop moving, baby. i'll stuff it up."
"sorry, you just look so pretty." he'll say, squeezing the fat of your hips.
"i'll poke your pretty eye out."
"go for it, baby."
"stop it, sirius."
he'll let you take your time. careful where you draw his liner or lay on his shiny gloss.
where your palm comes up to rest on his warming cheeks!!!!! god he loves everything about it.
he'll talk to you about the most stupid shit to mess with you.
"i'll get a hard on if you keep wriggling about like that, lovely."
you'll swat his chest. "sirius! you're the one pushing your fingers into my ribs."
"you're totally right."
sometimes he gets you to do it because he wants to feel you so close.
"you'll do my makeup for me lovely?"
"we going out?'
"might go to tesco's later, not sure."
"yeah, okay, baby."
sometimes when he's too lazy to do it before a night out, and he knows you're already ready, he'll get you to do it.
"you want silver or purple glitter?"
"whatever you think's best."
"you wearing your jacket?"
"of course."
"silver it is then."
then you put on his gloss and he'll say some shit like,
"can I wear your gloss?"
"yeah, s'in my purse, lemme go grab it."
"no, just kiss me. please?"
"you'll smudge it."
"it'll be all over my chin by the end of the night, anyways, baby."
"you're awful."
"I know."
you kiss him. and it is all over his chin by the end of the night. and his cheek. lips.
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idontactuallyremember · 10 months
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Sirius dating you headcanons: (some spicy)
- Obsessive
- Loves spoiling you (He's got that RIP Uncle Alphard money)
- Will go to the mall, pay for all your things, and carry all the bags as you walk next to him in the hottest outfit anyone has ever seen
- Sings you to sleep while playing with your hair
- Switch
- wants a baby whenever you're ready (and he hopes it's a girl)
- Loves to pick you up and carry you around, especially when you're sleepy or drunk
- I imagine him super kinky and into all sorts of crazy stuff
- "spit in my face and demand my credit card"
- Is super into degrading and humiliation
- Loves your thighs and breasts and stomach and hips and hip dips and lips and butt and
- Will dress up for you whenever you please
- He is a very much "wear what you want, I can fight" type man
- He loves drunk/high sex
- He loves when you mark him up with bruises, love bites, scratches, slaps, anything.
- Once they start to fade all he has to do is point and pout and you know he wants more
- When you go out he is always touching you and showing off said marks
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ddejavvu · 7 months
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Omg could we get another part of animagus cat reader and Sirius? Maybe they’re napping together and the boys try to take cat reader as a joke/because they’re curious while she’s sleeping and she suddenly transforms back as they pick her up LOL. Sirius is grumpy to be woken up/have their special time now exposed hehe
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Sirius's bedcurtains are drawn, a clear sign that James and Remus should grant him some privacy.
Unfortunately, James Potter has never been one to take hints, and Remus strictly stays out of their shenanigans. It's only when James gasps with the entire capacity of his lungs that Remus peers curiously over at the bed in the corner, intrigue piqued when he finds a newly familiar form curled up on Sirius's chest.
"That cat!" James hisses, and he's particularly lucky that Sirius is laying on his side with your chin nuzzled over his ear, or the boy would have heard him. Instead, it's you that wakes, eyes blinking open wide as you stare at the men staring back down at you.
"Hi, darling," Remus hums softly, reaching out a tentative, scarred hand to hover it near your nose. You don't need any time for inspection before butting your head up against the heel of his palm, and he grants you a warm chuckle and scratches behind your ears. When you're not transformed, the feeling of someone toying with your hair is entirely unwelcome. But now you lean into Remus's touch, slumping relaxed once more over Sirius's ear.
"Stop hogging her," James urges, sticking his own hand less ceremoniously beneath your nose, "I want a turn."
Remus concedes with an exasperated grimace, but lets James take over anyways. He's lucky that you're you and he doesn't even know it, because if he'd tried petting any other cat by jamming his fingers into their neck, he'd be walking away with several scratch marks on his arms. But you forgive him as he tries petting you too similarly to how he pets Sirius in the man's own animagus form, all riling strokes and heavy-handed pats. You let out a soft mewl of protest when he tries picking you up, and Remus mutters something about you being the most patient cat in the world.
"Just leave her alone, James," Remus warns his friend, "Her patience is gonna wear out."
He listens for only a second, then decides he knows best.
"S'alright, Moony," He promises his friend, over-confident and too eager for affection he hasn't earned yet, "She's layin' all over Sirius, clearly wants a cuddle. You snooze, you lose, now it's my turn."
James's hand slides to your underbelly, an area you're not fond of being handled at in this form. Annoyance surges through you, prickling at your fur and making you long for the smooth expanse of your human skin again, an urge that you give into without much thought when James tries prying you off of Sirius's face.
There's a lot of noises at once. A pained yelp from Sirius, when you form suddenly weighs a lot heavier on him than it was when you'd laid down. A 'woah!' from James as your fur gives way to soft skin beneath his hands which he quickly retracts. A soft gasp from Remus who hadn't been expecting the rather unpleasant sound of transforming between bodies.
Two sets of eyes regard you with incredulity, and one blinks slowly beneath you, laden with drowsiness.
"It's you," James breathes, an air of amazement in his voice that shouldn't be there; after all, he's an animagus as well. Surely he should have noticed shifty behavior or a change in mannerisms from you. All of a sudden your preference for Sirius's softer, fluffy sweaters makes sense.
"Yes, it's me." You huff exasperatedly, perched precariously on Sirius's once-sleeping form. He's not pushing you off but you're sure it's not comfortable, so you slide yourself in front of him instead, easing back against him and letting him spoon you.
"Cat's out of the bag," Sirius rasps sleepily beside your ear, and you don't have to look at him to know he's grinning at his rather pitiful joke, "Did he try to pick you up?"
"Right around the stomach," You gripe, glaring at James while Sirius wraps his arm around the very portion of your body you'd just forbidden James from touching, "Like a toddler."
"For the record," Remus calls, "I was nice to you."
"I was nice too!" James gawps, "I just wanted a cuddle."
"Get your own girlfriend," Sirius drawls lazily, his face buried against the back of your head, and maybe it's a biting statement considering one Lily Evans is still firmly opposed to the presence of James in her life. Sirius knows, and amends it, "Or crawl into Moony's bed. I don't care, "Jus' keep your hands off m'girl."
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enbysiriusblack · 7 months
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sirius' biggest fear is boredom, the mundane, and being ignored. so he dresses alternative, they're loud and dramatic, he covers his body in tattoos and piercings, they go off on adventures on a whim without telling anyone, they act on impulse, he craves attention of any kind, they try to make every moment exciting and life changing, he acts like they'd die tomorrow, he does what he thinks is fun and ignores anything that isn't; in the hope that people keep their eyes on them, that people see him, that he's not wasting his life away, that they won't just be another burnt out hole on his family tree.
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I feel like remus was the most annoying fast walker ever, and one of the biggest signs to him that he had feelings for sirius was the fact that, around him, he began walking slowly on PURPOSE. he’d regulate his rhythm and risk being late to things just because it’d give them a few more moments of conversation, that had truly become his favourite part of the day.
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princessconsuela120 · 3 months
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✯EVERYWHERE, PT3✯
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Summary: Sirius has found hatred for the new girl at Hogwarts, or in other words…you.
Warnings: cursing, not many, just annoying sirius as always.
Author’s Note: I already love this series so much. I have at least 5 chapters planned as of now, so it’ll be quick and sweet. For now, enjoy you guys!
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Now, a week ago Sirius never would have imagined finding himself following y/n sallow around Hogwarts, not a clue where he was going. Ever since he had gotten to Hogwarts, Sirius had an unnerving opinion on every wizard he would meet. Considering he had grown up in such a troubling environment, his only opinion on wizards was bad. He didn’t want to live around people like his family all his life. So when he met James Remus and Peter, he assumed they must have been three in a million. He clung to them, never letting anyone else in their little circle because it was already perfect. That is until Remus found friendship in Lily and Marlene. Then came Dorcas, then Mary, and then Sirius started to feel a little more comfortable in his skin.
But when y/n joined in their 5th year, Sirius didn’t like the change in his comfortable life. He hated the change that it brought. Wether she was a Hufflepuff or a Slytherin didn’t matter, she was something new. Sirius didn’t like new. That why he wasn’t sure why, but he was astounded to be following her around Hogwarts. His obsession with change somehow managed to bring him even closer to it. Which of course meant that he wouldn’t shut up the entire walk.
“Where are we going?” He grumbled, following y/n with a brisk clip as he grunted, trying to keep up with her.
“You’ll see.” She whispered, her wand illuminating the only source of light for them to see through the hallway. Now Sirius was all for break ruled, but he usually didn’t sneak out after curfew without James cloak. This was new, he hated it.
“I don’t like this…how do I know you aren’t leaving me to my death?” He teased, making y/n scoff.
“What if I am?”
“You’re being awfully cryptic..” he hissed, making y/n smirk.
“Good.” She nudged him before heading forward, waving her wand around, seeming to follow a certain trail left on the ground. “You don’t need to know anymore than I’m willing to tell you.”
She stopped walking, stopping in front of a tapestry of two trolls, one which looked familiar to Sirius. He stepped back, his jaw slightly agape as he watched the brick wall across from the tapestry reveal a door. It’s not that he hadn’t seen magic like this before, just that he and James had been trying to access the Room of Requirements for years now and she just did it in two seconds.
“The room of requirements.” He muttered, causing y/n to nod.
“You’ve heard of it?” She asked softly, leading him into the room.
“Yeah, I just never knew where it was. Every professor refused to tell me.”
He rolled his eyes, causing y/n to chuckle softly.
“Yeah well, joining in my 5th year does have some perks.”
The two finally were into the room after walking through the small archway at the entrance. Sirius couldn’t help but Woden his eyes when they walked in.
He would be even more astounded in a week from now, when he finds y/n’s house elf, Bucky, who takes the time to take care of the room while she’s gone. But Bucky was on a trip to visit a few Jobberknoll’s in the highlands at the moment, directed to do so by y/n, so when he does return with seven jobberknoll’s in a small pocket sized bag, Sirius decided he would never not be amazed by y/n and her secrets.
“Wow, it’s huge in here! It seemed so much smaller from the outside.” Sirius exclaimed, standing in the center of the room as he looked around. The walls and ceilings were adorned with a yellowish gold shade, accompanied by many hanging plants and potting stations. It had a certain herbology flair too it, not surprising Sirius considering y/n was top of their herbology class.
“It’s magic, what can I say.” She shrugged, as Sirius pointed at one of the large archways in the room.
“Is that, a unicorn poster on that window?” He asked, confused by the appearance of said poster, which was glowing white, a unicorn coming in and out of view the more he looked at it.
“Actually it’s a real unicorn.” Y/n said, reaching her hand through the doorway to gently pet the unicorn’s main, conjuring a brush before pulling her hand back and letting the unicorn be groomed. “That’s one of my great grandmother's vivariums. I use it to contain magical beasts to protect them from poachers. A way of continuing her legacy, sort of say.” She stepped inside, pulling Sirius with her, his hand lighting up at the feeling of her touch. “Besides, it’s wonderful to see which beasts she brings in.”
She stepped off to the side, quickly refilling the beast feeding station, causing a few magical creatures to hurry over to eat before the two left through the doorway.
“Oh, great, you guys are in here too.” Sirius snarled, gesturing to the painting of Sebastian and Constance that hung in the center of the room, being the centerpiece to one of the main archways.
“We’re all around the building actually.” Sebastian said with pride, causing Sirius to roll his eyes.
“What a joy.”
“Come on, it’s over here.” Y/n said, grabbing Sirius’ arm once again as she playfully rolled her eyes.
“Over here? You mean this room is bigger?” He asked, once realizing one of the four archways contained a staircase, which lead down to another large room. “It’s like a freaking garden in here?!” He said with amazement, gawking at the thousands of potting tables bursting with plants. There were cauldrons bubbling with colorful potions, and potting tables with venomous tentaclulas, which shook slightly when harvested. Sirius couldn’t believe his eyes, it was beautiful.
“It is, it works great for planting and potions.” Y/n explained, gathering a bit of wiggenwield potion in a small bottle before handing it Sirius.
“No wonder you’re so ahead of everyone.” He teased, rolling his eyes as she scoffed.
“It’s in here.”
“What is?” Sirius asked cautiously, causing y/n to sigh once again.
“The answers to your questions.”
She lead him to another white archway, which when pulled in revealed a small chamber. The chamber was full of chests, which held different outfits and accessories which looked to be from the 1800s. But maybe the most impressive thing about the room, was the bundle of Nifflers swimming in the gold. Their were purple one, blue ones, brown ones; every color niffler you could imagine were all running around together in the same chamber.
“Are those, Nifflers?” Sirius asked, trying to shake one off his leg as it attempted to pull his chain off his trousers.
“Yes, they’re mine actually.” She explained, picking up one of the blue ones and scratching its head, causing the niffler to happily snuggle into her arm.
“Holy shit…”
If Sirius thought he was speechless before, he was kidding himself. Y/n pulled him into the locked door behind where all the nifflers had been hanging up, revealing a large costal like vivarium. From the distance, Sirius could see a large figure standing, but he didn’t notice what is was. He was distracted by the hippogriffs flying around in the sky above his head, before he finally looked back down, and came face to face with a trap horn. It was sitting up, gently bowing its head to let y/n pet him as she rubbed its nose.
“Be respectful. This graphorn has been around for Merlin knows how long. He’s a symbol of my grandmothers power. The guardian of the Pensive.” She explained, Sirius watching as the Graphorn moved to the side. Y/n stepped forward as a small birdbath looking statue that had been hidden behind the graphorn. “That’s where we’ll find your answers.” She said, gesturing for the two of them to carefully put their faces in the water. Sirius knew what a pensive was, but he had never experienced one before.
It was like he was there, watching Constance and Sebastian fight the goblins. The defeat, the journey, the grief. The story played all of her memories, all up until the repository was drained, before Sirius and Y/n pulled away with a deep breath.
“Woah. So that’s, that’s what you have?” He asked, causing y/n to nod.
“Yes, the ancient magic.”
The two made their way out of the vivarium, locking the chamber doors as they returned to the seats in front of the painting.
“How though… I thought the final repository was destroyed during the battle?” Sirius said, causing Constance to speak up as she sighed from the painting.
“That’s what we’re trying to figure out.” Sebastian said, drawing their attention back to the painting.
“For the last two generations, ancient magic has been lost from our family. That is, until y/n.” Constance explained, causing Sirius to shake his head, trying to understand the information he was being told.
“Which must mean there’s a repository somewhere left.” Y/n spoke up, causing Sirius to furrow his eyebrows at her.
“We think that when I had passed, my magic manifested itself into a repository, somewhere around Hogwarts.” Constance explained, making Sirius bite his lip as he thought of the memories he just witnessed.
“Could it be under the school, like it was before.”
“We aren’t sure.” Sebastian said with a sigh. “The only way to be sure is for me to go find it.”
“Go find it? Isn’t that dangerous?” Sirius said, turned to y/n with a look of concern.
“Could be. It’s not like I have much of a choice.” She said with a shrug, causing Sirius to look at her strangely, not understanding her idea to jump into the danger he had just seen.
“Why not?”
“The death eaters… word travels fast in Hogwarts.”
Now he knew that was true. Growing up in a family of death eaters, he had his own experience with the kind.
“Lucky for us, there weren’t many dark wizards to worry about, just the three. You guys have many different to worry about.” Sebastian explained. Y/n grabbed Sirius’ arm, causing him to turn to her.
“If the death eaters get word of this repository, they can do just as Ranrok did. If they learn how to harvest the power, it’s only a matter of time before their power takes over.” She explained, making Sirius nod with understanding.
“So this is bad.” He stated, causing her to nod.
“Very bad.”
“When are you planning on finding this repository! I mean, you can’t go alone, you’ll die.” Sirius stressed, pacing back and forth as he ran his fingers through his hair. Y/n was confused at his outburst, only having seen him stress this much when accusing her of dark magic to his friends. And yes, she did hear when he did that.
“I have to.” She said, clenching her jaw and she rolled her eyes at him. “What, are you gonna follow me?”
“What? No.” He crossed his arms, avoiding y/n’s eye contact as he grew with sass. “I don’t know, I mean, Hogwarts is in danger, the whole world could be. It’s not just something you can do alone.” He explained, making her raise an eyebrow at him.
“And why not? Cause I’m a woman?” She teased, adjusting her stance angrily, making Sirius begin to sweat with nerves.
“Be careful son.” Sebastian whispered, earning a shove from Constance.
“No. Not at all. I have the right mind to know you could blast me into next week, but that doesn’t mean that you’re strong enough to contain that magic.” He sighed, looking down at his hands before meeting her eyes. “I don’t think anyone could be alone at least.”
For the first time, maybe in his entirety at Hogwarts, Sirius looked into her eyes. He looked at her eyes, into her face, and he really dive into them to try and see what she was thinking. He felt his heart clench slightly, nit being used to looking at her that way. It was odd, yet nice, and he wished it had lasted longer than it did.
“Well, I don’t have a choice.” She hissed, quickly ignoring his longing stare before turning swiftly on her heel. She didn’t mind that she was leaving Sirius alone to his own devices in her Room, but she assumed he wouldn’t do anything stupid with Sebastian and Constance in there. And besides, she didn’t mind if it meant she could leave.
“So, how’d you stumble upon the Undercroft?” Sebastian asked, causing Sirius to turn to face the painting. He was watching Y/n leave, turning to the painting with a gloomy look on his face.
“Oh um, I just happened upon it.” He stuttered, making Sebastian scoff.
“You know you suck at lying.” He teased, making Sirius roll his eyes.
“I’m not lying.”
“I know you followed her.” Sebastian responded quickly, making Sirius open his mouth to speak, before closing it and huffing.
“How do you…”
“Paintings talk, Black.” Sebastian said with a smirk. “Speaking of, your great grandfather was a horrid school headmaster.”
“Oh I know. I don’t associate with my family much.” Sirius said, quickly looking down at the floor to avoid the topic of his family.
“Neither did my friend Ominis.”
“Ominis Gaunt?” Sirius asked, Sebastian’s eyes lighting up at the name.
“You know him?” He asked, which surprised him. Usually only the Slytherins knew about him. Ominis’s portrait was hung up by the fireplace in the common room, where he would convince the 1st years of the mermaids outside the window.
“No, but we’ve learned about his family in history of magic.” Sirius said, making Sebastian sigh.
“Yes well, I doubt they tell you everything. He like you, didn’t find his family well. You know what else he did? He helped us, with the repository, with containing the magic.” Sirius perked up, having wondered himself how one could even help with the repository. “It’s true, containing it alone is impossible. Y/n doesn’t see that, but she does need help.”
“Well, I mean I can’t help her. We’re rivals, we don’t get along.” Sebastian snorted.
“Again, the lying thing. You know you really gotta leave that to the Slytherinss…” he teased, earning a shove from his counterpart.
“Oh shush Sebastian. You know, Sirius. Just the fact that you followed her here means you’re already ready to help.” Constance explained. Sirius stuttered, shaking his head.
“But I, I can’t..” he mumbled, making Sebastian and Constance share a glance.
“Sleep on it, yeah? When you change your mind, come see me in the slytherin common room. I can guide you.” Sebastian explained, referring to his single portrait that hung up in the Slytherin common room.
“But I’m a Gryffindor, I’m not allowed in the Slytherin common room.”
“Then find a way.” Sebastian explained, making Sirius roll his eyes.
“That seems like a lot of work considering I don't want to help her.”
“Yes, well, when you change your mind you’ll find a way.”
Sirius scoffed, turning to stare at the door where y/n had left. He wasn’t gonna help her, he didn’t like her. He wasn’t, he couldn’t.
It took him two class periods before he clipped a strand of his brother's hair to make a poly juice potion.
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saintchaser · 6 months
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sirius black headcanons because obviously i can’t help myself
happy trail
really similar to his mother (and, by extension, to bellatrix) and his feelings on the matter are conflicting
effortlessly talented (in most things, including school). he only picks up studying in subjects he hasn’t taken before, but his memory is usually the most helpful
light sleeper, and wakes up a few times during the night; it takes him a while to fall back asleep
ruffles peter’s hair and puts his arm around his shoulder when they walk down the hallway
likes big cars
blunt, can come across as rude (sometimes he is). least approachable out of his friends, partially because he’s intimidating. polite, charming, charismatic, but keeps his distance from others
chips away the polish on his nails when he’s bored
cracks his knuckles and chuckles when peter hisses at the sound (“what are you even so mad about, mate?” “that sound will be the death of me”)
(would have loved bon jovi)
dislikes long car rides (he gets horribly bored) unless he’s the one driving
never was exactly on good terms with regulus. regulus had always been jealous of sirius for being accorded more attention due to him being naturally brighter, and sirius disliked him for being too soft and easy to manipulate
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